The Bicycle
My cousin, Gene McGowan, wore out his bicycle and the tires, then gave the bike to me. I just loved bicycle riding and went ahead and rode it on the rims. Since it was so worn out, my brother Andy talked me into giving it to him. Then, he fixed it all up. It never seemed quite fair.
I am Doris Oden Darrow, born in the late 1920s in a coastal suburb of Los Angeles, California, known as Venice. In the 1980s, my grown children asked me to write down as many memories from my childhood as I could. In 1987 I sat down at our old Royal typewriter and began my first blog. It is reproduced here, as faithfully as possible. The dates are manufactured, as Blogger's tools only allow dates as far back as Jan 1, 1999.
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